Between her legs?

Had she come home hammered drunk and finished off one blurry round before bed? We were related after all, so its certainly in the playbook.

Returning to position, my right hand leaned onto her mattress as my left hand gently pulled back the thin layer of sheet. It peeled away easily to reveal more and more. I watched slowly as the darkness gave way and revealed her tight little tummy, a tiny blue flower piercing on her belly button. I carefully looked even further down and noted that her trim bush was still warm and wet. And there, below her bent knee, was ole' Buzzy Blue just as expected. Her juices still dripping wet along its edge with lubricant sticking to its side.

As I got closer and looked around for a sign of - Ah, there it was, I finally saw it! The purple capped key to Ria's kingdom was just above the sheets against Rachael's back.

"Careful." I warned myself, a throbbing stiff rod just inches from her recently conquered pussy. I almost... had. it. when...

Ria texted again!! Shit - The phone fully lit up, silent but blinding. Rachael's snores immediately collapse into grumbles as she flinches. Her groggy drunken state goes on defense as she rolls onto her back, completing her rotation by ending on her right side now facing away from me. Fuck. And she's on top of the lubricant bottle now, trapped below her. Fuck. Fuck!

I laid back frustrated and defeated. My bruising blue balls couldn't comprehend how I kept messing this up. I sure the hell hoped this text would make me feel better.

Another photo, this time a close up of her open lips with the bottom edges of her teeth barely visible but braces straight. No lipstick, only lip gloss. Her hair was pulled into a side ponytail and her eyes were just huge deep brown pools with pupils dialeted. I imagined thats exactly how her eyes would look the first time a warm splash of seed trickled against her unexpecting womb.

"Your shirt smells amazing Michael"

God I just want to shove my cock in Ria's wet pussy, thats all. She isn't ready, but I don't care. I want those teenage muscles to defensively tighten up around my cock, naively working out the fattest, fullest load instead. I want to think about pulling out and instead giving fully in. I was so god damn horny, I had to cum inside of her, all of it.

Interrupting my manic musings, I then felt Rachael beginning to back up against me. Suddenly pressing her hips into the side of mine, her only explination a series of incoherent mumbles. The more she moved, the more the sheets were pulled out. Her back became bare and ass became revealed up from under the pulling covers. I turned to the side as a passive recipient, unable to resist anymore. My hands careful not to touch her, I more than happily let her pulsing sex dreams begin to take out their frustrations onto my shaft.